By Zephyria A Teasing Taste (3)
He was good at everything that involved the body. From the day he first held a sword, he grew up hearing that he was a genius bestowed by the heavens, one that might appear only once in a thousand years. His martial arts were already at a level that not only those of similar age but even those of older generations could not disregard.
Baek Ryeo-il was the type of person who never forgot what he had learned once, and who found something better on the second try.
But how could he be the worst on the bed?
It was impossible.
His pride was hurt.
‘I think I can do well if I try just one more time…….’
Feeling Baek Ryeo-il’s blatant gaze, Seong Mu-yeon firmly fastened his collar.
“What are you looking at!”
“When did I look at you!”
“You were looking! I felt an ominous gaze, you know?”
“What, ominous?! How do you know what I’m thinking? Don’t accuse innocent people!”
“Or not.”
The two simultaneously turned their heads sharply in opposite directions.
“I’m going to water lily fragrance.”
Only after hearing the sound of the door slamming shut did Seong Mu-yeon relax.
‘Anyway, I’m alive.’
This time, it really felt like he had crossed halfway to the afterlife and come back. If it weren’t for Baek Ryeo-il, he would already be lying in a comfortable coffin.
As he had confidently promised Baek Ryeo-il, he had no intention of repeating such a thing again. The pain was painful, but just thinking about yesterday made his heart race, which was not good for his mental health.
Of course. He had really come back from the dead.
Seong Mu-yeon awkwardly sat on the bed, then jumped up as if burned. His butt felt like it was going to die from pain! He had been so overworked all night, it would have been stranger if he were fine.
Seong Mu-yeon barely managed to gather his screaming body and wash himself. He was all messed up with the white, dried traces of last night.
Not long after, Ma Jin-cheon visited Emerald Pavilion with a serious face.
Seong Mu-yeon thought that what was coming had come, so he jumped up and greeted him.
“Young master. You must have been very surprised by what happened yesterday.”
“Yes. By the way, how is Jang Do-jang?”
“Thanks to the quick treatment, he has now regained stability. He says that if he calms down and circulates Qi for a few days, there will be no aftereffects.”
“That’s a relief.”
Seong Mu-yeon stroked his chest. If Jang Han-soo had been even slightly harmed, he would have been kicked out without a doubt.
Besides, he was actually concerned about Jang Han-soo. Although he had tried to kill him, it was hard to say that he had no responsibility in terms of his position. How tormented must he have been to fall into Qi deviation?
“It’s too early to rest assured. Everyone is focused on Han-soo right now, so they don’t have the energy, but they won’t just let this go.”
“Does that mean……?”
“It seems a hearing might be held.”
Ma Jin-cheon added with a bitter face.
“Han-soo, that child, originally had a hasty personality and was easily shaken. I always told him to be careful of Qi deviation……. Anyway, everyone knows that this incident was an unintended accident because of that…….”
“Please don’t say more. I was already expecting it. I guess it can’t be helped since his background is what it is.”
Ma Jin-cheon nodded.
“That’s why I’m telling you this, but please keep a low profile for the time being. After a few days, the emotions will calm down a bit, so until then, be careful not to get involved in any minor disputes. That way, even if a hearing is held, they won’t be able to find an excuse.”
At his words, Seong Mu-yeon nodded, lowered his eyes, and fell into thought. Ma Jin-cheon stared at him intently.
‘…….’
Ma Jin-cheon was quite surprised to hear about the accident yesterday. What surprised him the most was that as soon as he heard the news, he immediately thought that Seong Mu-yeon would not have done it on purpose.
Then, he didn’t understand why he had come running so quickly to warn him as soon as he had time.
To him, Seong Mu-yeon was not someone he cared much about. He was just a nuisance that his disciple had brought along arbitrarily. He didn’t particularly like the fact that Mount Hua was noisy since he had appeared.
Demonic Cult origin, an uninvited guest.
Yet, he couldn’t help but be concerned, so it was no wonder he felt strange.
Seong Mu-yeon suddenly came to his senses and bowed deeply to him.
“Thank you for letting me know, Ma Instructor. I will do my best as you have told me, but even if the worst happens, that too must be fate. Please don’t worry.”
Ma Jin-cheon was unknowingly impressed.
Even in a situation where he could be upset and angry, his attitude of showing respect was impeccable, and his softly lowered eyes and face were full of elegant grace.
Wasn’t he the one who fit the ideal disciple he had been hoping for?
Always neat, never lacking in hospitality, and showing respect appropriate to the time and place. He was the kind of person he would never have in his life.
But there was something he didn’t know. Seong Mu-yeon really didn’t care at all. Instead, he was thinking this in his mind.
‘If I get kicked out, I’ll just go to Namgung Clan.’
Ma Jin-cheon, who knew nothing, had a satisfied smile on his face.
Creak, bang!
Suddenly, the door burst open and Baek Ryeo-il came in dripping water. He didn’t even bother to show respect to his Master, who was standing in the middle of the room, and just nodded casually.
“Why did you come?”
Ma Jin-cheon trembled. Seeing his beloved disciple, his blood pressure suddenly rose and the back of his neck began to tighten.
“I didn’t come to see you, so mind your own business!”
Ma Jin-cheon’s crumpled face softened as if nothing had happened when he turned to Seong Mu-yeon.
“Then, please rest.”
“Take care.”
He didn’t forget to slap Baek Ryeo-il on the back before leaving.
“What?”
Baek Ryeo-il, who had been hit for no reason, rubbed his tingling back and asked Seong Mu-yeon.
“What did he come for?”
Seong Mu-yeon told Baek Ryeo-il everything Ma Jin-cheon had said. Baek Ryeo-il rubbed his chin after hearing the story.
“Hmm. A hearing, huh. Anyway, they’re being so extra. Kids have those times when they’re living their lives. If you protect them too much, they’ll only become weak.”
After saying that, Baek Ryeo-il carefully looked Seong Mu-yeon up and down.
“But you……. Are you completely okay now?”
Seong Mu-yeon, who felt goosebumps at the lingering gaze, covered his shoulders and defended himself as meagerly as possible.
What was he trying to do again!
Baek Ryeo-il had commendably done some thinking while he was water lily fragrance.
Seong Mu-yeon’s condition had improved a lot, but when he thought about it carefully, his movements were not good.
As a martial artist, he could quickly tell where someone was hurting or uncomfortable just by watching them move. He was someone whose daily life was training his body, so he would be fine even if he overdid it for one night. But wasn’t Seong Mu-yeon someone for whom even sitting still and turning the pages of a book was hard labor?
As Seong Mu-yeon was thinking about the thought that would make him jump up and down if he knew, he strode closer.
“You said you were hurting. Shall I take a look?”
Seong Mu-yeon was horrified and hurriedly stepped back. He stopped him with a firm motion, as if training a ferocious beast.
“Don’t come any closer! I warned you.”
“As you know, you have to treat your body in advance when it’s injured so you don’t suffer later.”
“Don’t come. Don’t come! Don’t comeee!”
Seong Mu-yeon was easily caught by Baek Ryeo-il. He effortlessly lifted the person up like a doll and laid him face down on the bed.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“Just stay still.”
Just when he thought he was going to do something perverted again, Baek Ryeo-il pressed down on his back with a hand as big as a pot lid.
“I have to loosen the tense muscles. That’ll make you feel much better.”
As the hot hands began to apply acupressure with the right amount of force, Seong Mu-yeon unknowingly let out a sigh of relief. The body that had been complaining of pain was languidly relaxed by the meticulous massage.
“I didn’t know you could do this kind of thing……. Ah…….”
“How is it?”
“Not bad. Keep going.”
Seong Mu-yeon simply closed his eyes and settled in.
“What were you thinking that made you jump around like that……. Could it be.”
Baek Ryeo-il narrowed his eyes.
“What do you take me for.”
“Wh-what? It’s not like that?”
“You thought I was going to force myself on you or something. How unpleasant. Even though I look like this, I’m a Righteous Sect Taoist.”
‘……He does know that he’s a Taoist.’
Baek Ryeo-il was really wronged. He was genuinely worried about Seong Mu-yeon’s body and was just trying to loosen his muscles, but he never thought he would be misunderstood like this.
He had no ulterior motives at all.
……If he said that, he would feel a bit of guilt, but eight out of ten parts were pure intentions. It was an unforgettable pleasure that he had felt for the first time in his life, but that didn’t mean he was a shameless person who was constantly setting up his center.
“Anyway, it’s best not to be conspicuous for the time being, as Master said. Don’t go anywhere when I’m not here.”
“Umm……. I know……. Ah, there. There.”
The massage that started from his back continued to his arms and neck. Before long, Seong Mu-yeon let out a groan.
“……Don’t make weird noises.”
“Umm……. Harder.”
“…….”
When he pressed down on his deeply curved waist, his toes even curled up.
“Ha…….”
Seong Mu-yeon’s whole body melted languidly. Baek Ryeo-il’s big, hot hands knew exactly where to press to make him feel refreshed. Seong Mu-yeon succumbed under his hands and sighed softly.
“Ah……. Good…….”
“…….”
Baek Ryeo-il’s face flushed hotly. Even though they were both fully clothed and hadn’t done anything lewd, his pulse began to quicken.
And blood rushed to his center and it shot up.
Damn it!
Baek Ryeo-il was really wronged. He was genuinely acting with pure intentions, so why did it turn out like this again?